A Little Bit Of Me | Lifestyle Blog by Charnita Fance

On June 6, 2026, I lost my cat Adah. I'm still in shock, still crying on and off, and honestly still reaching for her out of habit. She was 8 years old and had been by my side for 7 of them. Writing this is hard, but I know it's something I need to do, because if you're searching for information about feline gastrointestinal lymphoma or trying to figure out what comes next after losing your cat, I want you to know you're not alone. I've been right where you are. Adah wasn't just a cat to me; she was like a daughter. She was the one who helped me survive losing my Maltese dog back in February 2019. I got her at the end of March that same year. She was actually my first cat ever. And somehow, without me even realizing it, she became the center of my world. I had no idea that choosing her would be one of the best decisions of my life or that letting her go would be one of the hardest. ⚡ Key Takeaways 🐱 Feline GI lymphoma is the most common c...

December hits differently when you don't have children. You might think it means zero stress. People assume you have all the free time in the world. But that is rarely the case. Instead you often become the backup plan for everyone else. You travel more. You attend every late night party. You cover shifts for coworkers who have kids. The pressure to make everything magical for everyone else can drain you fast. I used to crash hard by December 25th every single year. I would wake up sick, tired, and resentful. I realized I was pouring from an empty cup. Now I follow a strict routine to keep my sanity intact . This isn't about bubble baths or expensive spa days. This is about survival. It's about entering the new year feeling like a person rather than a shell. This guide breaks down practical ways to manage your physical and mental health this month. Disclosure: This post contains affiliate links; as an Amazon Associate, I earn a small amount from qualifying purchases. I ap...

I wasn't planning on it. One minute my life was moving along a predictable path, and the next, I was the proud, terrified parent of a tiny, 6-week-old rescued kitten named Micah. The decision was instant, but the aftermath was a slow-motion explosion that rearranged my entire existence. I had no idea that this little ball of fluff would completely turn my world upside down, forcing me to confront my routines, my home, and even my own schedule in ways I never anticipated. It all started on July 5th, and since that day, nothing has been the same. The initial days were a blur of chaos and exhaustion. My life, as I knew it, was over. The freedom I once had to come and go as I pleased vanished. Suddenly, my schedule revolved around this tiny creature who depended on me for everything. It was a massive adjustment, and frankly, I felt like I was failing at everything. My house was a disaster, I was behind on work, and sleep became a luxury I couldn't afford. But what started as a...

It all started with a stray cat, a beautiful black and gold tortoiseshell. I began feeding her back in April, just leaving some food out for her. By mid-May, she was a regular visitor, and I noticed she was pregnant. My heart just went out to this expectant mother. I made it my mission to keep her well-fed, which, let me tell you, was a task. Her appetite was huge, and she was eating three to four times a day. She practically lived in our yard, a silent agreement that this was her safe space. She'd be there to greet me in the morning and would come and go throughout the day. My indoor cat, Adah, eventually got used to her presence, a big step considering her initial reaction was to lunge at the window. The stray, whom I affectionately started thinking of as “Mama Cat” (I even called her “mama”), seemed to settle in, making our yard her home. As June progressed, she started staying even after sunset, a sign of her growing trust. The dynamic was peaceful, and I was happy to provide ...

Navigating the world of children's literature means constantly being on the lookout for books that do more than just entertain. The best ones offer something deeper, a resource for navigating the beautiful chaos of growing up. That's why "The Big Mess: A Deliciously Funny Story of Siblings Learning to Get Along," the new picture book from bestselling author Justin Whitmel Earley, is such a standout find. This heartwarming and relatable story has all the makings of a modern classic. It’s more than just a tale of two siblings; it’s a gentle guide to fostering patience, grace, and understanding between brothers and sisters. In a world that often feels fast-paced and demanding, finding moments to connect with children and teach valuable life lessons is absolutely essential. " The Big Mess " provides the perfect opportunity to do just that. Through its engaging narrative and charming illustrations, this book opens the door to important conversat...

Sometimes, as adults, we make things more complicated than they need to be, especially when it comes to big, important topics like faith and prayer. We might get caught up in the “how” or “when,” forgetting that for kids, it can be as simple as having a chat. That's exactly what I found so refreshing about Tanner Olson's All The Things I Say To God (Learning to Pray Anytime, Anywhere) . It cuts through all the grown-up noise and gets right to the heart of what prayer truly is for a child: a natural, ongoing conversation with God. I remember thinking about how children approach things, full of curiosity and wonder. They ask a million questions, and they tell you all sorts of wild and wonderful things. This book perfectly captures that childlike freedom of expression and applies it to talking with God. It’s not about following strict rules or using fancy words; it’s about opening up and sharing whatever is on their hearts, big or small. Disclosure: I received this item free in ex...

Okay, so, life today is, well, a lot . Anyone else feel like they're constantly hit with breaking news and endless scrolling? Sometimes, I just want to escape back to simpler times. I was born in '81, so the late 80s and 90s were my jam. And you know what I've been craving lately? The comfort of those totally awesome teen shows and family sitcoms that shaped my childhood. I'm talking about those shows that weren't afraid to tackle real issues, made you laugh until your sides hurt, and gave you all the feels. So, let's hop in our time machine and revisit some of the best  shows and sitcoms from the late 80s and 90s that I absolutely loved, and why they were so special back in the day! Totally Tubular TV: Sitcoms That Defined My Generation Punky Brewster Who could resist Punky Brewster ? Soleil Moon Frye as Punky was the epitome of 80s cool – bright clothes, mismatched sneakers, and a huge heart. The show was about a young orphan being raised by a foster parent. I...